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"All right, you two. How do we do this?"

Calloway’s cheeks are bright pink. "I’m not sure."

Waxley glances between his legs. "Wren always changes me when I go. I’ve never done it by myself."

I smile as I walk to Waxley. I pat his shoulder confidently. "We’re not doing it by ourselves. We’re helping each other. Remember?"

"Right." Waxley nods, encouraging himself to be strong and brave. "I’ve got this."

Calloway sits cross-legged on the floor. He buries his head in his hands, then bites his lower lip. "I’m shy, guys."

I settle onto the floor beside Calloway, then place my hand on his thigh. "Me, too. None of us have seen each other without clothes on, but I think our Daddies are right. It could be fun."

"Yeah." Calloway nods, looking at his dick. It pokes up in his onesie, creating a bulge. "I do want to do it though."

Waxley sits across from Calloway. He rubs his palms on his tummy, then holds Calloway’s hand. "I do as well. And, it’s not like we’ll shower super long. The movie will start any minute, so we must be speedy."

I think back to when I first joined the Hug Club. Truth be told, the instant I laid eyes on Waxley, I was lost for words. I wasn’t attracted to him because I was searching for an older Daddy, but he was one of the most perfect guys my age I’d ever seen. I couldn’t tell whether he was a doll-like boy or a real-life doll.

I also thought Calloway was quite cute, as well. He has rich blue eyes, ones that seem to contain a microcosm of magical aquatic life. His thick blond hair sits floppily on his forehead, and he’s petite and smooth, though not as petite as me.

I look down at myself, then try to remain confident. Waxley and Calloway are textbook handsome, which is why Daddies scooped them up right away. I think I’m cute, too, except I’m not sure how I stack up next to them.

Besides, there’s one more thing I have to worry about: my wee.

Now, I’ve never seen my friends naked, but I know for a fact that they’re both bigger than me. All of me is bite-sized, from my toes to my hands to my ass. I was the subject of derisive laughter at school growing up, and I was grateful that we didn’t have to use the gym showers. I don't think I would’ve lasted.

I smile confidently. "Okay, who wants to go first?"

Waxley and Calloway glance at each other, but both remain mum. It’s hilarious that they’re shyer than me.

I groan, then rise to my feet. "I’m over here fussing and worrying that I’m going to be embarrassed because you two are cuter than me. I’m not going to be a pansy anymore. It’s time to be bold. Brave. Let’s all stand up and help each other together."

Calloway pops to his feet with a concerned look on his face. "You must be dreaming, BJ. You’re the cutest one out of all of us. You’re so adorable. I’m the really embarrassed one. It’s been days since Greyson has allowed me a cummy, and I’m worried I’ll let one out in the showers with you two. It’ll just come out. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if that happened."

Waxley rises to his feet next. "Are you both crazy? If anyone has a right to be shy, it’s me. I’ll probably burst into tears the second my diaper is off. I cry at everything, and you too will think I’m nothing but a little baby if I cry around you. You’ll think I’m not mature enough for Little activities, that I’m only good for playing. You two are both more confident than me. I’m really gentle, and I don't want to embarrass myself."

"Oh my gods." I playfully palm my forehead. "We’re all overthinking this."

We all look at each other, then laugh. "I think you’re right," Waxley confesses.

That’s what we’re known for. Each of us is an overthinker in our own right, and to some extent, so are our Daddies.

Greyson waited for eleven months to make Calloway his boy in every way when Calloway would’ve given himself to Greyson on their very first date. Greyson kept putting it off, telling himself that Calloway wasn’t ready, even though he was.

Waxley and Wren are both world champions at showing emotion and overthinking. They bond through their tears, and they’re better off that way. Neither would do well with another partner, mainly because no one is as sensitive as they.

I smile. "Are we ready?"

Calloway blushes so intensely that his cheeks turn into roses. "I want to look at each other after we remove our onesies. Before we hop in the shower. Unless it’d make you two uncomfortable."

I shake my head. "I’m fine with it."

On the count of three, we unbutton our onesies.

We all take a moment to stare at each other’s bodies once we’re in our diapers.

I look at Waxley first, letting my eyes drink in his tummy.

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